Today's the day! I slowly rise from my bed and head to the window: No rain. I can't help but be excited. Today's the day that I go to the Scattered Region. A few years ago, Pokémon started strangely migrating away from their normal routes. A couple days later, a traveler followed one and found a secret island, a paradise for Pokémon of all types:

A beach surrounding it for water types, forest on the inside for bug, grass, poison, electric and normal types, several fields of grass for Psychic and fighting types, several caves for ice, dark, ghost and some dragon types, a few volcanoes for fire and most dragon types, and even some small deserts for ground, steel and rock types. So, they made it a region, setting up some contest halls and gyms, and some Pokémon centers and shops. But they made sure not to affect the wildlife too much, so that the Pokémon still get a tranquil feel on the Island, which is now called "Divercinity." It'll be my second region, and I can't wait!

I jog to the bathroom, keeping my calm. I love adventure, but I'd be out of character if I was jumping around with joy and squealing. Plus, I'd waste time. I instead let out my joy by bouncing into the bathroom, a smile plastered on my face. It however vanished when I picked up my brush and looked at myself in the mirror: White hair, frizzed, knotted, and up like I was from the 1600's. Sigh.

I tamed it down successfully in the next 10 minutes, and then took care of other hygienic duties. When I'm done, my milk chocolate face smiles brightly at my reflection, my freckles bouncing. I rush to my closet then, putting on my clothes. When I'm finished, I look back to the mirror: I'm wearing a white shirt that's sleeves stop at my elbows, a black cowgirl vest over it, black shorts that hug me and stop above my knees, black sneakers, black fingerless gloves, Misdreavus bud earrings, a Vulpix necklace and my signature black knitted cap with a skull on it.

Satisfied, I walk downstairs and I'm welcomed by my mother and a delicious aroma coming from the kitchen. I greet my mother and sit at the table, grabbing some bacon and a piece of bread. "Where's Liam?" I ask, noticing my brother's absence at the table. "He went to the gym early. Said he had a challenger coming," she replied. I rolled my eyes. Gym Leaders. "So, are you ready to go to the Slated Region yet, honey?" She asked. I smiled, shaking my head. "It's called the Scattered Region, ma, and yes, I'm ready," I told her. "Ohhh. Well did you bring everything?" "Yes," was my response as I looked at my black and white backpack. Man, I must really love black and white. "Camping gear?"

"Yep."

"Winter clothes?"

"Yep."

"Formal clothes?"

"Yep."

"Pokémon?"

"Of course!"

"Empty poke balls?"

"Yes, ma."

"Hygiene tools?"

"Ma, I have everything."

She looks at me, unsure. "Mom, I'll be fine. It's not like I'll be in complete wilderness. They have shops and Pokémon centers," I reassure. Finally, she relents, and I bound out the door with my pack on my shoulders, shouting my goodbyes and hearing a "Bye Izzy!" behind me. I let out my Riolu, a gift from my family in Twinleaf. He chirps a "Rio!" and I can't help it; I hug him. He barks in delight, and we head on down the road. He boisterously runs to every living thing in sight, but when I call him he comes back. He's always so loyal, yet so full of energy.

I stop by the gym; what sister would I be if I didn't say goodbye to my own sibling? Liam was already battling the challenger. He was using a combusken, while the challenger had a swampert.

"Ember!" I heard my brother call, and watched the attack barely miss the tiring swampert. What the swampert didn't realize was that combusken had started running towards him after the attack had been shot, and he was knocked out by the bird-like Pokémon's "Cut." He fell to the ground, swirls replacing his eyes.

"Swampert is unable to battle. Battle goes to Liam Waters of Lilycove City!" the referee shouts. You can't help but wonder how much those guys get paid.

After the challenger and my brother shake hands, I walk up to my brother and smile brightly as the boy walks off. He sees me, smiles and ruffles my hair, earning a protesting scoff from me. "Hey! You messed up my hairstyle! I can't look crazy on the road!" I carefully put my hat back in its proper place as Liam lovingly pets Riolu, roughing him up as well. Riolu barks, shoving his hand away playfully and going to fix his now ruffled fur. Liam shakes his head, chuckling. "You two may as well be twins," he says in his deep voice. Unlike me, his hair is silver, short, and he's a bit darker than me. But we were both mainly chill people.

I playfully narrow my eyes. "So, you won again, huh?" I tease. I know how much he hates being praised. He just loves what he does. He hates boasting. Liam groans, and turns to his combusken, who was having a conversation with Riolu. Both seemed into it, so when I called him to leave, Riolu hesitated, but knew traveling was more important. He bounds up to me as we leave, and combusken coolly walks back to his leader, his arms crossed.

I walk down numerous streets until I reach the water. "Good morning, Izzy! On your way to the island?" I turn to see Mrs. Richardson, a florist. Her kirlia walked at her side, carrying a halfway-wrapped bouquet of flowers. I walked back to the kind old woman, greeting her. "Yes, I am going to the island. It seems like a fun region to explore," I say.

"I don't trust that place. It seems suspicious. I mean, how come the Pokémon just start going there now?" Mr. Richardson snaps from the garden, which is a few feet from their shop. I sit on their porch.

"Oh, ignore my husband. He doesn't trust ANYTHING! He was suspicious of the man who sold him my wedding ring," Mrs. Richardson said with a wave of her hand, "As a matter of fact, it was me who finally got him to buy it. Talk about a surprise proposal."

I giggled as Mr. Richardson stubbornly looked away, pulling weeds with the help of his gallade. I saw the kirlia shyly wave at gallade, and he returned it with a charming smile. The kirlia blushed and looked away. Awe!

"Well, he looked at you and the ring so many times you'd think that he was proposing! I don't trust him or that island. There's something weird about it," he retorted. Mrs. Richardson rolled her eyes. "Oh, you old coot! But you're my old coot. So I'll have to deal with it." I giggle once more. I always loved coming to see them. They always made my day interesting. But I wonder if Mr. Richardson really was right about the island. What if there is something weird happening. Huh. I'll think about it later.

"Well, it was nice seeing you before I left. Bye Mr. and Mrs. Richardson," I called. "Bye, Izzy!" Mrs. Richardson replied, and Mr. Richardson let out a half-hearted farewell, still embarrassed.

I head back to the shore. I don't need to catch a ship. I just reach the edge of the water, and let out my trusted Lapras. She purrs as I rub her head. I hop on, but Riolu takes a running jump. He misses, and I hear the splash of him hitting the water behind me. Lapras immediately turns, worried. But Riolu comes back up, and in less than a minute Lapras is scolding him for being so reckless. Lapras is so much like a mother: caring, loving, protective, and always worrying for others. It's just her personality. Who couldn't love her?

Riolu paddling to Lapras and getting on, we proceed to the island. I then let out my third and last (for now) Pokémon: Poochyena. He's the most rambunctious in the group, and the troublemaker. You can either find him showing off to female Pokémon much older than him, or getting into loads of trouble. His biggest blunder yet: Playing piñata with a beedrill nest and almost getting us killed. I shook my head at the thought. However, I liked letting him out while we were on the water because watching the goldeen and tentacools swim by made him actually quiet.

Speaking of the little rascal, he was running around my legs right now, barking his "hello"s and his "how are you?"s. I giggle at him as he bounds around, but freezes when he sees a school of magikarp swim by. They were going in the direction of Divercinity. "Lapras! Follow those magikarp!" I command.

Nodding, she immediately trails after silver blob in the water. Poochyena watches them, and then turns his head to a group of luvdiscs. While he and Riolu watch the Pokémon, I consider catching one, but think against it. I might catch one later, but I'm going to sit back until we reach the island. I wonder what it looks like.

I lean back on Lapras' neck. 'Hello, master.' I hear in my head, and I smile. 'Hello, Lapras' Lapras had the power of telepathy, so in my spare time she and I have small chats. It's so fun to talk to a pokemon. 'Planning to make any traveling friends this time?'Lapras asks. I frown; on my last journey, I didn't travel with anybody. I just didn't trust anybody. I wouldn't really like to tell why at the moment, though.

'I might. It all depends.' I respond. 'Listen, I know what happened. But it'll be ok. Besides, you'll be lonely if you go alone.'Is her response. I think; I still don't know. 'Alright, I'll give it a try. But only because you asked. Yeesh, I think I brought my mother with me.' I say. She doesn't respond, but I can tell that she's smiling.

I shake my head, and smile. What was I thinking when I caught her? Oh, who am I kidding? I gotta love Lapras. I look to Poochyena and Riolu, who are still occupied with the fish. I feel myself nodding off, and trust Lapras to watch the boys before I completely fall out.

This is my first story, I hope you liked it! I myself can't wait to see/write what happens next. Do you guys like Izzy? I hope so.

Okay, this is where you guys come in. I need some OCs for this story. Bad side: I'll only be accepting a few for now. Good side: You're OC will be mentioned very often. As a matter of fact, I will choose two to be Izzy's traveling partners. Now, my rules:

1). It MUST be in a PM. I'm terribly sorry for those who don't have an account, because trust me, I WAS there once. But I want people to be surprised for most of the story.

2). I would like for people to tell me what they think of the story. Don't just send an OC because you saw the summary. Actually tell me what you like and what you think should be fixed. But that doesn't mean you can flame. If you don't like it, why are you reading? Because you jump at the chance to be a loudmouth? Well, then, that's immature and lowly of you.

3). Only send one OC, please. I want to give others a chance to have their OC accepted.

4). No Mary-sues or Gary-stus. I would hope that most know that, . Also, I don't want completely Goth/emo people. Give them some feeling and don't have them sulking around all the time.

5). This is NOT first come, first serve. I will choose based on the creativity and how descriptive the character is. Thank you!

6). Anyone who actually read this, include LOVEMUFFIN at the top of your submission.

Now, enough of my boring blabbing and onto the submission form:

Name (First and last, kinda self-explanatory):

Gender (Anyone who doesn't know this must be in kindergarten, and that's too young for this website, "paces, worried"):

Appearance (PLEASE be descriptive. "They have a face…. OH YEAH, and hair" is not good enough. I can't stress that enough.):

Hometown:

Biography (I mean like their history and background. Who are their parents, what are they like? Any siblings? What friends are they leaving? Did they face anything traumatic in their childhood. But take into mind, that I also won't be accepting anyone with "oh-so-dramatic" backgrounds. Please keep it simple):

What career do they pursue (Trainer, Breeder, Coordinator, etc.)?:

Pokémon (include nicknames if they have any, personalities, moves, are they open to relationships with other Pokémon? What sort of Pokémon would they dislike? Any accessories? Up to four Pokémon):

Which one is their starter (the one they have out the most)?:

What Pokémon will they receive on the journey (up to four Pokémon for now. Include things mentioned in last question):

What does your character think of mine?:

Do you want them to be a rival, friend or enemy (I need at least one enemy and two rivals)?:

How do they treat their Pokémon?:

Flaws of your character (Must have at least three):

Any fears (At least two):

Warm weather attire:

Cold weather attire:

Formal attire:

Bathing suit:

Pajamas:

Anything else?:

I know it's a lot, but it's not that easy to write a character you don't know well. Please try to think of it from my perspective. And please don't think I'm rude. Once I have all my characters I'll be less stressed.